Damn it, I'm in the garbage book I wrote

Chapter 43 Online Investment Promotion for Custom Towns
Lao Guo had actually been to Xinping Township before, but the previous Xinping Township was just a township. It was also an extremely poor township. At that time, the county magistrate of Poyang County knelt in front of him and said to him with tears and snot: "If you place Xinping Township under my county again, I am afraid I will not be able to support it."

Xinping Township at that time was in great poverty, mainly because it was mountainous and forested and could not be used for large-scale farming. In addition, there was little runoff, fishing and farming, and unlike other similar places, there were some craft businesses. Over time, this problem became a headache for everyone.

But how long has it been since I handed over Xinping Township to this kid? I didn't even care about this tiny place at the beginning, but who knew that it would grow into a beautiful place by accident.

When he arrived at the Laba Market, Lao Guo was also surprised by the flow of people. People had always said that there was a constant flow of people, but now he knew what it meant. The road was not very wide to begin with, and the stalls, shops and pedestrians were so crowded together that they were shoulder to shoulder.

There are quite a lot of goods here, and many things that can only be seen in big cities can also be seen here. The bargaining merchants are arguing with customers with red faces, and the noise is really rare.

"Master Guo, can you have a meal?"

"Lunch?"

Lao Guo looked Xia Lin up and down and said, "This is not a good time for you to eat. If you eat breakfast, you won't be full, and if you eat dinner, it's too early. This is not a good time."

Xia Lin laughed: "Master Guo, please."

Since they were on someone else's territory, it would be right to listen to them. Lao Guo was not a literary man, so he certainly understood the principle that a guest should follow the host's wishes. So he followed Xia Lin into a nearby store, sat down, ordered a few refreshing side dishes and warmed up a pot of wine, and the two of them sat by the window and started chatting.

Watching the crowds downstairs from the second floor really brings a different kind of joy. Although the environment is not very good and is extremely noisy, sometimes it is this atmosphere of fireworks that can make people happy physically and mentally.

"Don't all these people look like they're from the countryside?"

"There are only 3,000 people in the village, most of whom are old, weak, sick and disabled. There are more than 3,000 people on this street alone. The people here are from the surrounding Poyang County, Xinping Township and other places, as well as people from upstream Raozhou, Shezhou, Huizhou and other places who have come downstream."

"How did you do it?" Old Guo didn't like to be pretentious, so he asked. He was famous for his straightforwardness in the whole Wei Dynasty: "How did you get people from all over the world to come here?"

"In one word: more."

"many?"

Lao Guo was actually confused by Xia Lin's answer. It's not that he was stupid, but he was a latecomer after all. It was fine to let him lead the troops, but he would be somewhat clumsy if he was asked to govern the country. Therefore, he generally did not interfere in the current state government affairs unless it was a major decision.

"Yes, it is the strategy of four mores and two lesss. More sources of goods, more shops, more categories, and more roads are the four mores, and less taxes and less consumption are the two lesss. Lord Guo, you have been browsing here for many days. Have you found that the things here are much cheaper?"

Is it cheap? Not cheap. A supreme meal costs 8.80 taels, and adding an hour costs 3.5 taels. Is that too little?

However, the board and lodging are indeed not expensive, especially the food, which is even a little cheaper than that in Hongdu Prefecture. The variety is richer, and although not as good as that in the provincial capital, it is not inferior to those in the big counties in the capital.

"Taxes are low? How do you say that?"

"Here, the people do not have to pay taxes twice, and farmers and merchants only have to pay taxes once. Merchants and business houses also only have to pay taxes once, and there is no tax on ships or roads. In short, the complicated taxes of the court have been reduced by more than half."

Lao Guo was stunned, a little confused, how could he be so rich after losing more than half? How could this be possible?
"Tax cuts? If they were, how could a small place like yours pay such high taxes? You might be making money through illegal means."

Xia Lin bowed and smiled, "With more people, the taxes will naturally increase. People don't care about the scattered money of three or two cents. People from all over the country are happy to come here to do business. They even carry the mountain products and smuggled goods from their homes for a hundred miles just to save the scattered money and grain. The people have a hard time, and they naturally have to rack their brains to make a living. With more people, everything has increased. Lord Guo, let me ask you a question, where do you think the goods in this market come from?"

"Of course they grow on the ground, swim in the water, fly in the sky, and are made in that workshop. Where else would they come from?"

Xia Lin laughed: "Master Guo is right, but in fact, another way to put it is that this product is what the people want. Only when someone wants it will someone make it. This is the market. The market is what people need and what they produce more of. It goes up and down. If you sell colored glass cups and nine-dragon cups in this land, you may not even be able to wear straw sandals."

Old Guo nodded, and understood a little more in his mind. He was not only amazed at this kid's knowledge of everything in the world, but also at his ability to govern.

At this moment, Lao Guo was actually tempted, and he just wanted to pull this kid to his side. This way, not only would his promotion be easier and faster, but if he could have the assistance of such a little elf, wouldn't he be able to soar in a few years?
But then he thought again, this wouldn't work. The affairs of the officialdom were too complicated. Even if he was a rookie with a lot of abilities, he would sooner or later lose his spiritual energy if he had to fight with those old-timers in the officialdom all day. By then, he would not only fail to become a genius in ruling the world, but also become a disaster in the officialdom.

Judging from his way of governing and enforcing the law, this kid is suitable to be a local official. The sky is high and the birds fly freely, and the sea is wide and the fish leap freely. If he does not stay away from the officialdom, who knows what kind of monster this kid will become in the future.

After thinking this through, Lao Guo understood a little, but he didn't say it out loud, for fear that the little bastard would be too proud. After lunch, Lao Guo continued to walk around the market with him. This place was magical. There were all kinds of things on the street, from blacksmiths to carpenters, from potters to bamboo craftsmen. It seemed that everything about life could be bought here. More importantly, this place was a pure commercial street, born for business.

Looking at the prosperous scene now, God knows what it will be like here in a few years.

After taking a stroll, Lao Guo felt a lot of emotion in his heart. Who would have known that he would see such a peaceful and prosperous era here.

"Master Guo, I would like to ask you a question. Is the North not peaceful recently?"

Old Guo raised his eyebrows and said in a muffled voice, "Why are you from a small village asking about the north?"

"Even the common people do not forget the safety of the country, and the brave men still care about the rise and fall of the world. After all, I am an official appointed by the court." Xia Lin waved his fan and said with a smile: "I am isolated from the news here, so I asked Lord Guo..."

"Well, the north is indeed not very stable. The Turks are restless and have repeatedly violated the border. Tibet is also not very stable. The countries in the Western Regions have also rebelled against the court under the coercion and instigation of the Turks. But now the court has no intention of deterrence."

After listening to this, Xia Lin raised his head with a heavy face. It seemed that the plot in his book was still happening in an orderly manner. He was indeed not strong enough to influence the direction of the plot.

It’s just that the original protagonist Ye Liangchen doesn’t seem to have achieved much at the moment, but given the current situation, it doesn’t seem to make any difference whether there is one more Ye Liangchen or one less Ye Liangchen.

The little princess will be married to the Turkic Khan in two years. What can he do for her in two years? Xia Lin is very anxious. He is really anxious. Mobile phones cannot summon heavenly soldiers and generals. Development also requires time and accumulation. But what should the little princess do?
It's not that Xia Lin liked the little princess that much, but he really felt sorry for the cute and lively little girl, and he also had a bit of the idea that "how can the children of the Han family be easily promised to a foreign race?" And the marriage event two years later was the watershed of the decline of the Wei Dynasty.

"Master Guo, I dare to make a request."

"explain."

Xia Lin pursed his lips and said, "My group is getting bigger and bigger, and it's easy for thieves to come. I want to lead a militia of 5,000 people..."

"Ah? You're so brave, five thousand people?"

"Sir, the court stipulates that as long as they are not equipped with armor, the number of militiamen does not matter at all, right? Besides, my militiamen are directly under the command of you. You have 50,000 quotas for pacification, so give me 5,000..."

Lao Guo looked the little bastard up and down and said, "Don't mess around. Tell me what you are planning to do first."

"Please don't laugh at me when I tell you this..."

"Say!"

Xia Lin smiled a little embarrassedly, and after a moment of silence, he said, "That's right... If one day the country is destroyed and the mountains and rivers are broken, I will also be able to fight those barbarians to the death, and die on the way to the charge. At least it can be recorded in the history books - Xia Lin, a young man from Wei, led 5,000 local warriors to fight to the end on the day the city was destroyed, and never stopped until he died."

Old Guo tilted his head to look at him for a long time, and suddenly he really saw the group of young and ambitious people when the Wei Dynasty was at its most glorious thirty years ago. Old Guo, who came from a military background, felt warmed in his heart and almost agreed without thinking.

But he was not a young man anymore, and had some experience, so he changed his mind and suppressed the offer: "Five thousand is too much, I'll give you five hundred. In the future, when I have time, I will come to check your militia training. If it's to my liking, I'll give you five hundred more, and if it's a mess, I'll subtract one hundred from you. What do you think?"

Xia Lin glanced at the old man and thought to himself, "If you want to come over to work overtime, just say so. Why go through so many twists and turns? It's really..."

But on the surface, he still bowed respectfully to Lao Guo: "Thank you, Mr. Guo, for your help."

"Yes." Old Guo walked forward slowly with his hands behind his back: "By the way, will there be such high taxes every year in the future?"

“There will be fluctuations, but not much.”

"Okay." Lao Guo hesitated for a moment and said, "Wait until the new year for the military order."

(End of this chapter)